In the first round of the match, Beowulf, who has the same name as the dragon-slaying warrior, faced off against Brahmashatian, who was nicknamed "Mad Hao".
The duel between the heavy swordsmen is scheduled for tomorrow.
With rare free time, Lin Xiao planned to go to the arena in the source world to watch the showdown.
Many group members have the same idea as him. After all, watching the duels of different schools is also very helpful for card masters to improve their personal skills.
Everyone agreed to meet at the main venue, including the erudite Jin Long Zhenjun.
"Is Zhenjun very free? Why is he always free?" Xue Yindao asked in the chat group.
"As a seventh-level national warrior, it's not surprising that he has mastered some cards such as the clone technique and the substitute technique." Wen Tailai said.
True Lord Golden Dragon: "..."
No, I am indeed very free.
Shirley said: "If necessary, I can provide you with a VIP box, which will provide you with a wider view."
Ghost Bride: "Thank you Xue Li~!"
Epee man: (pass Coke to the boss·jpg)
Xue Yindao's eyes lit up and he said desperately: "Thank you Aunt Xue!"
Shirley:?
It doesn’t matter if you call me sister, does this mean you have been elevated to the level of aunt?
"Group member "Xue Yin Dao" was banned by the administrator "Xue Li" for 24 hours."
Group members typed a series of ‘2333’.
Shirley, whose age is unknown, is called Aunt Snow.
As expected of Brother Dao, he is carrying a good man!
The next topic in the group is still the analysis of the two sides in this match.
Lin Xiao was very interested in this Brahmashatian from the Kingdom of Sharo.
Because he is a pure physical training school and does not use cards, or in other words, he uses the body as his strongest trump card.
And for Beowulf to be able to break into the semi-finals at the level of a fifth-level master, he must have two skills.
"We'll find out who I will play against in the final tonight." Lin Xiao fell into deep thought.
After all, the second prize is worth millions of star coins, and the third prize is equivalent to ten draws in a row no matter how bad it is.
For source dust and star coins.
Lin Xiao's eyes narrowed.
In tomorrow's duel, I won't hesitate to take out the sixth-level secret!
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As evening approached, Lin Xiao lay down in the virtual cabin, and her consciousness slipped into the spiritual world.
In the hall of the source world, the players cast their gazes in surprise or awe, admiring this heavily armored swordsman in jet black armor.
"It can't be the one who was among the top four in the Starry Sky Cup, right?"
"I don't know...recently there have been a lot of avatars imitating epee men."
"This aura is that of a heavy swordsman, there is nothing wrong with it!"
For ordinary players, even though this is a virtual world, they can still feel a strong sense of oppression from the heavy sword man.
Watching him strut into the teleportation circle, the players felt like they were waking up from a dream and regretted it endlessly.
His aura was so strong that I forgot to ask him for photos and autographs!
Arriving at the [Arena], with the VIP card sent by Shirley, Lin Xiao was teleported to the VIP room of the main venue.
It is located on the upper floor of the main venue, with a wide view. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can have a glance of the entire venue.
Many acquaintances have been waiting here early.
The ghost bride's hair is as white as snow, with a jade stone tied on her forehead under her bangs. She has an elegant figure and is wearing a white dress. She is sitting sideways on the sofa, pursing her lips and nodding.
According to water friends:
'If the ghost bride didn't speak, she would look like a mute.'
Du Jingang is still bald, with his arms folded, and his back muscles are extremely strong.
There are also ‘General’ Zhen Decai, ‘Thunder Hand’ Wen Tailai, ‘Little Raccoon’ simply noodles...
Lin Xiao's gaze fell on the red panda chewing crispy noodles through the steel mask. The group leader kept eating and said vaguely:
"Welcome, ah woo..."
Although I have already understood it beforehand, spiritual objects can also be cultivated... Zhongzhou is really a magical place.
Lin Xiao looked around and saw Brother Dao nowhere. He thought it was because he had offended Xue Li and he might be being hunted.
If people don’t want to die, they won’t die!
Among the people present, the most mysterious one was the middle-aged man in a yellow shirt. He looked back, pushed up the frame of the mirror, and nodded slightly.
Lin Xiao's heart moved.
This must be the senior in the group, the seventh-level national scholar, True Lord Golden Dragon!
Speaking of which, he truly deserves to be a national scholar. He conceals the energy fluctuations in his body extremely well, making him almost no different from ordinary people.
But every time he is able to discover the truth through ‘telling stories’, it must not be explained by ‘coincidence’!
When the man with the heavy sword looks at the true king, the true king also looks at the man with the heavy sword.
True Lord Golden Dragon exhaled a breath, feeling chilled in his heart.
When I got closer, I saw that his armor and sword were very oppressive and terrifying.
Having said that, is it really okay for me, a second-level card master, to mix among a group of masters...
"Gentlemen and ladies, welcome to the Star Cup semi-finals!"
When Zhenjun hesitated, the semi-finals had already begun, the audience cheered excitedly, and the commentator was full of passion:
"The two sides in this duel are Beowulf vs Brahmashatian. The field card has appeared!"
"It is the most cruel and direct place of Shura. The map of this game is, "Colosseum"!"
The Colosseum is a symbol of ancient Roman civilization. It was designed for nobles and free people to watch beasts or slaves fighting. It was violent and cruel, but inspiring.
This field card has no special mechanism. Players from both sides are like gladiators and will compete in the arena without obstacles.
Spectators from all directions, cheering or insulting, will have an impact on the gladiator's psychology.
Therefore, the biggest enemy of the "Colosseum" is not the opponent, but the gladiator's own heart.
"Now, please invite the contestants from both sides to appear!"
Accompanied by the commentary, two white lights fell on both ends of the Colosseum, causing a wave of sound in the auditorium, instigating the eardrums of the two gladiators.
"It's so noisy and it's so troublesome."
Fanshatian dug his little finger into his ear, looked down, flicked it, then looked at Beowulf, and said with a ferocious smile: "Hurry up and start!"
"I heard that you are from the physical training school." Beowulf frowned and said, "Can your fist really penetrate armor?"
“You’ll know once you try it!”
The calf suddenly exerted force, the sole of the foot slammed into the ground, gravel flew, and the body rushed out like an arrow from the string. Brahma's right fist ignited the flame of origin and rushed straight to Beowulf's face.
Bang!
With just one punch, Beowulf felt like he was hit by a roaring train. His body flew up uncontrollably and fell to the edge of the field.
Boom!
The loud noise when he fell reverberated throughout the venue, and as dust and smoke flew into the air, the audience seemed incredulous.
"Without manifesting the card, the opponent was knocked away?"
"It's too fast, Beowulf doesn't even have time to react!"
The noisy discussion reached Brahmashatian's ears, and he grinned.
Cards are just a carrier of abilities.
These abilities need to be driven by source power.
The body cultivation school uses the physical body as a card to fill the body with source power.
Even in the spiritual world, the power of the physical body can be exerted. This is the realm of "unity of nature and man" that martial arts practitioners seek.
Tempering the physical body can enhance mental strength, and mental strength can in turn strengthen the physical body. Therefore, there are many examples of martial arts masters who visited famous mountains and rivers and subsequently achieved breakthroughs.
In short, the physical training school can still win the duel without cards!
In the private room, Du Jingang said solemnly: "Brahma Chatian has reached the sixth level through physical cultivation. His character and strength should not be underestimated."
"Although his speed and explosive power are very strong, Beowulf's injury is not very serious." The epee man pondered.
Everyone looked at the field and saw Beowulf dusting off the dust and standing up again, whispering: "Card Arms!"
In his hand, a rusty sword stained with blood appeared, exuding an extremely dangerous aura, which made Brahma Chatian dare not attack rashly.
"Oh?" Fanshatian raised his eyebrows and said, "You don't need that battle ax anymore?"
Beowulf grinned and said: "Since we are dueling with the Grandmaster, of course we have to use my ancestral cards!"
Brahma Shatian calmed down his arrogant expression, looked directly at the enemy, and raised his eyebrows slightly.
It turns out... he is really the descendant of the epic hero 'Beowulf'.
Moreover, he has been hiding it before and plans to wait for the key battle before revealing his trump card?
However, this is the best!
Brahmashatian smiled ferociously, I am more vicious than the evil dragon!
"Talent·Broken Sword Reforging: It was reforged from Nagrin's broken sword. It lost its original power, but it is even sharper than before."
"Combat skill·Blood of Dragon Poison: The user enters the 'poisoned' and 'violent' states at the same time, and adds a 'poison quenching' effect to Naglin."
Gujie
In the private room, Lin Xiao was slightly startled.
Beowulf actually changed his trump card...
Good guy, Zhenjun got it right again!
Like Lin Xiao, everyone looked surprised and looked at the man in the yellow shirt with a calm face.
True Lord Golden Dragon: "..."
Coincidence, pure coincidence!
"What's the origin of that sword?" The ghost bride frowned and said, "It looks rusty, but it's a little weird."
"Ahem!" True Lord Golden Dragon cleared his throat and said, "In the epic poem "Beowulf" of the same name, the dragon-slaying warrior used a total of three weapons."
"They are Hrentine, Giant's Sword and Naglin." said the True Lord Golden Dragon. "Among them, Naglin is the dragon-slaying sword, but it broke during the process of slaying the dragon. Beowulf was bitten by the poisonous dragon and was seriously injured. He desperately killed the evil one.
Long, died soon after..."
"Therefore, Naglin is called the 'cursed sword'. It is said that it is soaked in the blood of the poisonous dragon. It is a dangerous weapon for both the user and the enemy."
After saying that, True Lord Jin Long subconsciously pushed up the frame of his glasses, the lenses refracted the white light, and asked in a low voice: "Everyone, why are you looking at me like this?"
"As expected of the true king." The ghost bride sighed with emotion.
"Have you ever heard of such an unpopular epic?" the red panda said in surprise, "Zhenjun, your philosophy is not related to the study of mythological epics, right?"
True Lord Golden Dragon clenched his fists and coughed.
I just searched for the epic of the same name out of interest before the game started. This is normal...
The showdown continues.
Brahma Shatian's whole body was ignited with domineering source power flames. His source power was dark red, just like the irritable and aggressive Asura.
This technique of "covering the whole body with source power" is extremely common among martial arts families.
They usually refer to 'original power' as 'Qi'. The strength and weakness of Qi determines the upper and lower limits of a martial artist.
Obviously, Fanshatian's momentum was surging, and his fists were like raging waves. Although he had two fists, he created a visual effect like a six-armed vajra.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In an instant, Fanshatian blasted out countless fist shadows, intertwining into a large and airtight net.
Beowulf relied on the combat skill "Shield of Nagryn" to manifest a round shield. He held the shield in one hand and struggled to support himself in the fist position.
Seeing that there was no suitable opportunity to counterattack, Beowulf tried his best to push away Brahmashatian with his shield, slammed Naglin into the ground, and shouted angrily:
"Armed Possession!"
Boom!
The earth trembled, and a poisonous dragon appeared behind Beowulf.
"Dragon!" The arena was shaken, "He summoned a dragon!?"
No matter how weak a dragon is, it is still an existence that humans must look up to.
The poisonous dragon slain by the epic hero 'Beowulf' was at the peak of the seventh level and was the most ferocious super S-level monster.
Naglin, soaked in the blood of the poisonous dragon, gained the power of 'dragon blood' and 'curse' at the same time!
The audience's eyes trembled, and they saw the phantom of the poisonous dragon behind Beowulf, opening its bloody mouth, spitting out flames, and swallowing Beowulf.
The flames dispersed with a swoosh.
Beowulf was wearing heavy armor, and his dark and scarlet eyes were quietly watching Brahmashatian.
"Possession·Dragon Blood Curse: It embodies a cursed armor bathed in dragon blood. Its attributes are greatly improved and its mental power is continuously weakened."
Fire is the embodiment of spiritual power.
When the spiritual power is exhausted, the fire will become dull or even broken.
At that time, Beowulf will become a "monster" controlled by the cursed armor, rather than the card master who uses the card.
"His armor shape is somewhat similar to Brother Ejian." The red panda said in surprise.
"There's something wrong with Beowulf's condition..." The Ghost Bride frowned, "His possessed form has side effects."
Obviously, Brahma Chatian also noticed this, tilted his head and said: "It's so troublesome, so you don't want to admit defeat?"
"I just," Beowulf said solemnly, "I want to fight the heavy sword man in this form... Don't block the way."
Beowulf once had a duel with the heavy sword man.
At that time, Beowulf was not using his trump card.
And he made up his mind to ask the epee man for advice on the Starry Sky Cup.
After all, armor bathed in dragon's blood might not be able to defeat the weapon of a man with a heavy sword!
Bang!
Fanshatian stepped on the ground, punched out hard, and said: "I'll wake you up!"
The Naglin in Beowulf's hand slashed Brahmashatian's chest with a swish, and blood spattered.
Regardless, he turned his fist into a grasp and reached for Beowulf's unarmored neck.
Beowulf blocked with his shield, but this was just a feint.
The sweeping leg kicked Beowulf's lower body, catching him off guard and causing Beowulf to fall backwards.
And Fanshatian jumped on the ground, roared, raised his elbow and smashed it down like a bomb!
"Oh!"
boom!!
The full blow of the physical training master was like a heavy bomb, blasting a huge depression in the arena.
Dust and smoke were flying, the audience swallowed their saliva, their blood boiled, and they screamed and shouted without hesitation.
When the dust dispersed, Beowulf's cursed armor was broken, but he held a dagger in his hand and inserted it into Brahmashatian's chest.
Liberated form, Nagrin Dagger!
Brahmashatian's pupils shrank in disbelief.
"Sorry." Beowulf whispered, "My father said, no matter what, you must not admit defeat."
The name 'Beowulf', which has been passed down to this day, represents the spirit of fighting the dragon.
Unlike other epics, the hero retires after his success.
"Beowulf" depicts the failure of the protagonist, such as the 'Sword of Nagrim' breaking when facing the poisonous dragon, and Beowulf draws out the dagger and continues to fight.
Moreover, he died shortly after slaying the evil dragon, which further portrays the hero's tragedy.
The True Lord of the Golden Dragon thought thoughtfully: "In the epic, Beowulf's Nagrin is broken, and finally the evil dragon is killed with a dagger... Is this the liberated form of Nagrin?"
Lin Xiao frowned slightly.
No, there’s something wrong with Brahmashatian’s appearance!
When everyone thought the dust had settled.
Brahma Chatian's face, which originally showed pain, suddenly showed a strange smile and said:
"Hey, don't underestimate the muscles of the body type."
Beowulf was slightly startled.
A sudden chill ran down my spine.
Damn it, what kind of monster’s muscles are these, comparable to steel and iron plates!?
"The answer is source power." Brahmashatian said, holding Beowulf's face like an iron pincer with his palms.
Treat yourself as a card and inject source power into your body. In this way, even the combat skills of equipment cards can be resisted.
He exerted force with his palms, lifted Beowulf up, and suddenly smashed it to the ground!
Boom!!
Looking at the unconscious Beowulf, the audience swallowed their saliva.
"Reversed?"
"Beowulf clearly had the advantage, why did it suddenly reverse?"
"The body cultivation style is so rare. Maybe Beowulf didn't expect that Brahma Shatian could withstand this blow..."
"The winner of this duel has been born!"
In the boiling stadium, the commentator said: "Let us congratulate Brahmashatian player for advancing to the finals!!"
Brahma Shatian stood up, looked at the Naglin dagger gradually disappearing from his chest, and bared his teeth slightly.
Trouble... Dragon's blood is a neurotoxin, and my next duel will also be interfered with.
The monks on Mount Everest said that the source world is a spiritual world that coexists with the material world.
In the spiritual world, if I forcefully drive fire, my physical body in reality will also be affected.
Therefore, the next duel must be more cautious...
Brahma's heavenly mind.
It's okay to match the blind prophet.
Duel with a heavy swordsman?
I still want to play for a few more years.
"When the time comes, just be a favor and abstain."
Fanshatian criminal muttered: "Anyway, it's not like I haven't done fake punches before..."
In the private room.
Lin Xiao nodded slightly.
If we were to play in the finals against a player of this caliber.
Even if I'm exhausted, I won't arouse anyone's suspicion.
"When the time comes, just be a favor and abstain."
Lin Xiao thought: "Anyway, I just want the reward for second place..."